All the Days of My Life: An Autobiography. Amelia E. Barr

      “If you hold such opinions, Milly, you must also believe that angels still retain human feelings?”

      “Why not?” I answered. “They are not perfect. They are still going forward, even as we are.”

      “Then they cannot be equal.”

      “Far from it. Some are in authority, some under authority. Some are tidings bringers, others are invisible helpers of all kinds. Some minister to little children, others to men fainting in the van of a hard life, and many console the dying. I have heard it said that ‘we come into the world alone, and we die alone.’ We do neither. No, indeed!”

      “You little preacher! Where do you get such ideas?” asked Robert.

      “Ideas do not float about in the air, so then some intelligent being sends them to me. They are the fruits of some soul. A good message will always find a messenger.”